There's a sad beauty in love

Tonight I am feeling okay. I don't miss you to the point that it hurts. I am just sad, sad that something once so special that I had hoped to work out in the end, didn't. I think if I were to see you right now, and had my way, I would just hug you and cry my heart out. Not because I miss you or want you back in my life, but that it didn't work out. Which really makes myself skeptical on love. Love is such a weird concept. You get emotionally and physically attached to someone and imagine your entire future with them. Yet it is so fleeting and can change in an instant when economic hardships arrive, other pretty people, tragedy... We go thru our entire lives trying to find a suitable companion, a soulmate that we think we can endure for the rest of our lives. So we fall in love, get married, raise a family...and then what? Arguments? Divorce? Infidelity? They say 50% of all US marriages end in divorce. Why? Because the love we think we feel isn't really love. Love is when you put the other persons needs on top of your own, because you genuinely care for them. Love is when you treat the other person like how you treat yourself, without ever asking for anything in return. And have your significant other reciprocate the exact same things to you. That they will love you no matter how time passes, how your beauty fades, thru the debts, illnesses, deaths...and that to me, is unconditional love. The illusion that everyone seeks but few find. You have to be utterly selfless, I would think, and all the nhan duyen (the law of casualty) would have to align. And this is why I call it, the sad beauty of love